Aww, Poor Baby

"I've got one television station that is entirely devoted to attacking my administration. I mean ... that's a pretty big megaphone and you'd be hard-pressed if you watched the entire day to find a positive story about me on that front." -- Barack Obama, who never watches Fox News, whining about Fox News

Note: the part about being entirely devoted to attacking his administration is a demonstrable lie.

What a wimpy cry-baby. Every major newspaper and all the national TV news organizations except one have paroxysms of ecstasy every time he picks his nose but that’s just not good enough for the little messiah, oh no. We can’t have a cable TV news channel allowing disagreeing views to be aired. How dare they! It’s upsetting to the Dear Leader.

How utterly embarrassing it is to have the POTUS blubbering and crying over what small amount of critical press coverage there actually is.

Barry the Stiff’s predecessor was treated horribly by the press. Most of them wouldn’t even call him “president.” They simply spat his last name out like a curse. Old Bushy never complained about how shabbily he was treated, nor would he allow anyone on his staff to do so. He’s way too classy a guy for that, and has way too much respect for the office he held for eight years. That he disappointed us is unarguable. It’s also obvious that he loves our country more than himself.

Well that certainly isn’t the case with George Soros’s finger puppet. Everyone must love and praise and adore the emperor, and say nice things about him and agree completely with all the policies his handlers and overlords wish to enact. Else Wittle Bawacky will be upset. Now we can’t have that in our Brave New World. We need to bow and scrape like Brian Williams, or like Chris Matthews we should try to feel that tingle up our collective leg every time he very eloquently says something very forgettable.

Let’s all tickle little Bawacky-wack’ums under the chin and say, “gitchy-goo!” Then the little fellow will feel ever so much better. Since it’s the season to appoint cronies to unaccountable positions of immense power, perhaps there should be a Czar of Boot-Licking to ensure that we all kiss up appropriately to His Emptiness.